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... re sunrise.
Not with ceremony.
Not with the steady, regal rhythm that marked festivals or coronations.
This morning, they rang in panic.
A trembling, uneven, frantic clamor that rolled across the capital like a storm front—warning every sleeping soul that something catastrophic stirred within the marble walls of the world’s holiest institution.
Inside, chaos already spread like fire.
Pages sprinted through gilded hallways.
Inquisitors barke ...
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